Faithfully, Ideally Me

 

To see a picture as pretty as you,

Know more words could really present,

Yet that is what I shall do. 

What to me is a burning bush belief,

How the ether has me pictured in a world,

Brought to you by pretty I. 

What do you see when you look into thee,

Faithfully ideally me loving you,

A Art Baby Blue.

To see a picture as pretty as you,

Words rise short, yet still, I pursue.

What to me my burning bush release,

A vision in love, my soul’s belief.

How the ether forms, creating my world,

A dream spun gently, into you my girl.

Brought to you by the light in my eye,

A glimpse of heaven as I reach kissing sky.

What do you see when you gaze into thee,

A reflection of perfection projecting Me?

Faithfully, ideally, my love rings singing freeing true,

A master being named Art Baby Blue.